Photo © Gabriel Sarabando via Google Maps
We followed the roar to the wide waterfall. We were closer. But what had the seer meant by, “Past the great falls, on a spider”?
The longer we searched, the fiercer our debate. Engen wanted to cross the river. Jiar sought a cave behind the curtain.
Finally I spotted it: a domed rock island, carved with legs. And the cult’s familiar sigils.
Something lay on top.
Fighting recognition, I climbed the slimy steps. The body’s abdomen gaped open, its face unrecognizable, pocked as if by acid. But there it was: the birthmark that mirrored mine.
Jiar prodded with his staff. “Too much skin here. She was pregnant.”
“They sacrificed her baby to that monster?”
“I don’t think so. See, here? Something burst out.”
A splash, and Engen was gone. A gigantic tentacle slithered toward us. I grabbed Jiar, rushing shoreward.
But not homeward. Not until I’ve avenged my sister’s death.
Word count: 150. Written for this week’s What Pegman Saw challenge. Big thanks to Karen and Josh for running this fabulous writing prompt! This week Pegman takes us to Angola. Searching around photospheres all across this region, I found one lone shot of this amazing waterfall: Kalandula Falls, the widest in Africa. Click on the link above to see what cool images the other participants found that inspired their stories, and feel free to chime in and add one yourself!
I’m on a monster kick lately because I’ve been reading Philip Athans’ Writing Monsters book. I would definitely recommend it! It’s subtitled, “How to Craft Believably Terrifying Creatures to Enhance your Horror, Fantasy, and Science Fiction,” and I think it definitely pays out on what it promises.